Hi there,

Thank you so much for your genuine concern and such a thorough reply. It truly means a lot to me.

I’m not sure if it’s the translation or just me, or I feel I haven’t expressed myself eloquently. The message in my words are simply a way to convey how, in our longing for our children to grow up and become independent, we sometimes forget to live in the present — just as you said, we should focus on the present.

Let me assure you that I’m not depressed, but I truly appreciate your concern. You could say I got a little emotional, but that doesn’t mean I’m living in the past or not enjoying the present. Perhaps it’s better to say that a person is nothing without their memories, and this is simply my way of cherishing those beautiful moments. Yes, I do cry when I get emotional—it’s just how I express myself, sometimes.

I cherish every moment I had with my parents during my childhood, and I treasure every moment I have with my children—past, present, and, hopefully, in the future as well.

It’s a strange, bittersweet ache that comes with cherishing your children’s childhood. On one hand, it fills your heart with joy to see them grow, learn, and blossom into who they’re meant to be. On the other, there’s an undeniable tug at your soul—a quiet longing for those fleeting moments when they were little, when their tiny hands clung to yours, when their world revolved entirely around you.

It’s not sadness, really. It’s the realization that time is a relentless force, moving forward without pause. It’s the awareness that while you are grateful for the present, the memories of their giggles, first steps, and endless questions are treasures you’ll always carry...

I'm babbling again. Lol. But you get what I am trying to say ;)))

Thank you so much for stopping by and looking out for me. 🍀